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GIANTS
©Gary Bowman

There’s a place that I love, Beyond tempestuous seas
Where stand ancient groves, Of towering redwood trees
Where dappled light shines, Through old-growth canopy
It’s there I find, Peace and tranquility

Look up at these giant trees, Noble, and tall
And gaze silently, In awe

From moist forest floor, Shrouded in mystic fog
Midst trillium blooms, slugs, salamanders and frogs
Huge cinnamon trunks, From moss and ferns, arise!
With outstretched limbs, Reach up, and touch the sky

Look up at these giant trees, Noble, and tall
And gaze silently, In awe

Where are they now? Where have they gone?
These Giants that roamed , From Big Sur to Or-e-gon

Where are they now? Where have they gone?
Felled by the ax, They built our cities and towns

​Where are they now? Where have they gone?
The old ones have passed, Others will carry on